ALLEN'S POV
The water moved over me as I pushed my hair back and emerged from the spring. The warmth of the steam calmed me. Suddenly, something else caught my attention. I noticed a familiar figure in front of me.
Allison.
She stood by the edge of the clearing. Her body was barely concealed by her simple black bra and underwear. Her hair caught the soft glow of the sunlight, falling over her shoulders in loose waves. My chest tightened and my wolf stirred, pulling at the edges of my control. My wolf always went crazy whenever she was around.
She gasped when she saw me. Her hands flew up to cover herself. But it was too late. I had already seen everything—her soft rosy skin, her deep curves that seemed to be designed to tempt me.
I couldn’t look away.
What was she doing here? And h
